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~~~ BLOG TOUR~~~Say You've Mine by Jenika Snow

She was mine before I even knew her name…Felix When I first saw Maggie, I knew we’d be the best of friends. I wanted that desperately, wanted her in my life, and I’d do anything to make sure that happened.Until Maggie came in my life I didn’t know what love was.She’ll be my first and last.I’ll be her only. Maggie I didn’t know I could have a friendship like the one I have with Felix. But the friend-zone wall has always been in place. Being too afraid to cross it, I’d rather be in Felix’s life than tarnish the relationship we have. Too much time has past. I’m done being afraid of the what-ifs. I’m ready to admit how I feel for him, consequences or not.Felix Maggie doesn’t know the lengths I’ll go to keep her in my life, but she will, because the very idea of her with someone else is not something I’ll even entertain. She’s always been mine, and it’s time I step up and show her how much I love her.

My devotion for her goes to the very depths of my soul, and staying back as she lives her life without me by her side is absolutely not an option.Warning: This story is so sweet it might give you a stomachache, but it will be worth it. Short, straight to the point, and drama-free, be prepared to fall in love with this devoted hero who will go to any lengths to make the woman he loves his. A safe, overly happy read that will have you wishing you had a Felix in your life.

“We can go as slow or fast as you want.” I lifted my hand and cupped the side of her neck, pulling her head slightly toward mine. We were just an inch apart, sharing the same air, the sweet scent that saturated her filling my head.“How about we start with you kissing me?” Her voice was low, heated.I didn’t stop myself then. I tilted my head, and slanted my mouth on hers. A groan was ripped from me instantly. She was so perfect, so soft … so mine.Maggie loved me.The one girl I would die for wanted me.The way she gasped against my mouth and let me have my way with her had me so fucking turned on. I had no doubts I’d come in my jeans like a damn teenager.“Hold on to me, baby,” I couldn’t stop myself from saying.She lifted her arms, wound them around my neck, and rose on her toes so she was totally flush with me. There was no spot on her I wouldn’t eventually touch.My cock jerked behind my jeans, and I wanted more.I needed more from her.The rope in me started to unravel, and knew if I didn’t grapple with my control, I could lose it and ruin this. I didn’t want to go too fast, didn’t want to be too rough with my passion.

I wanted to make sure she felt good, that she was right here with me.She dug her nails into the flesh at my back, and my entire body grew tighter, hotter.“I need you so bad,” I said and found myself walking her backward, toward the bed.I tangled my hands around her hair, tugging at the strands.“Don’t stop,” Maggie gasped against my mouth.I groaned again. “I have no fucking plans to.”I thrust my tongue into her mouth, this guttural sound leaving me. I used my other hand to span her back, keeping her close.I stroked my tongue along hers and pulled it deeper into my mouth. She moaned for me. I found myself pressing my dick against her belly, the softness of her stomach against the rock hardness of my dick making my balls draw up tightly.“You have no idea how much I want you right now.” I pulled back and looked into her pleasure-filled face.“Probably about as much as I want you?”My heart jackknifed in my chest.

“I want you to be my first and only, Maggie.” I wasn’t ashamed or embarrassed in the slightest to admit I’d never had sex. I’d saved myself for this girl, for the chance to show her with my body what she meant to me. No other girl had ever compared to her, never even crossed my mind. Maggie was it from the very beginning.I was possessive of her, obsessed with her, and there was nothing in this world I wouldn’t do for her.“Let me show you how special you are to me.” I stared into her eyes.

Jenika Snow is a USA Today Bestselling Author that lives in the northwest with her husband and their two daughters. Before she started writing full-time she worked as a nurse.

Ashes to ashes. Dust to dust. And all that fucking shit. I had killed. I had sacrificed. The innocent and the corrupt. I knew blood and I knew
violence. Never imagining I could know love too. Mia Ryder was a woman to love. To cherish. To fucking claim.
Now, forever, and every day in between. If there was anyone I’d go to Hell and back for, it was her.
Even if meant, going to war with… My fucking brother.

“Don’t fuck with me, Noah. I gotta enough fuckin’ bullshit
to deal with. Don’t need your shit, too.” “Tell me, Creed… she’s yours right?” he questioned,
narrowing his eyes at me. “Then what’s her favorite color?” I jerked back like he had hit me. Knowing exactly where he
was going with this. “Time’s up. It’s pink. How about her middle name? Don’t
remember?” he mocked, cocking his head to the side. “They wanted to name her
Savannah after h…

BlurbYou’ve heard the rumors. Yes, they’re all true. The women…the bank account…the really big… Okay, I’m getting ahead of myself. I’m just saying, there’s a reason some
call me Mr. Big. But none of it will matter to her. I’ve known her since we
were kids. And she’s just as off limits now as she was then. She’s my best friend’s little sister and when he asked me to give her the
grand tour, he did not mean of my bedroom. So Mr. Big has to stay under wraps… One problem, she’s the only woman
I’ve ever truly loved. But with the secret I’m keeping, she’ll never love me
back.

Cover Design by Cassy Roop at Pink Ink DesignsPhotography by Wander Aguiar PhotographyModels: Jamie Walker and Tiffany MarieBlurb Cooper Cruz knows what it means to be
surrounded and bound by family. Loyalty, brotherhood, and protection are all
learned, earned, and respected by him and the Ravage Motorcycle Club family he
grew up in. At the same, he’s a man, having fun and living the life he has
always envisioned, until a trip to Florida changes everything. Bristyl Daniels knows what it means to be
smothered and bound by family. Bonds run deep with her father and all the
members of the Sinister Sons Motorcycle Club she has grown up in. But now she’s
all woman and wishes the…